November 18th, 2007

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I've had another poem published in the anthology! Here's a copy for those of the literary inclination:

When Paradise Is Lost

Swirling, whirling,

In absence great,

The void where love

Has turned to hate.

Tribulations of lost souls,

Withered trees, and

Gaping holes.

Where demons play,

And angels scream,

And nightmares are

More real than dreams.

For light is dead,

Darkness abounds.

Silence pierced only by sounds

Of mourning wails and spiteful glee,

In the bleak monstrosity

Of Heaven spent in glum despair

That bliss no longer slumbers here.

Paradise lost,

Or so say some.

Where one sees the end,

The other’s begun.